It all unfolded in slomo.

I'm a dolphin trainer at Sea World. It sucks. I hate dolphins, and orcas too. Stupid animals. They're always trying to kill you or hump you. That's what the crowd doesn't see.

“Oh, how fun!” said Denise as she read the flyer for the Midwives Indoor Soccer League. “Hey, Trish, it says that fun, like babies, is to be expected. I'm signing us up." But Trish

he turned to his friend and said "I feel like I'm the left pussy lip and your the right one, we used to be tight until a dick got between us!"

Jungle Jack Mahoney was to take charge of the expedition, and knew that the only way he could retrieve the Golden Idol of Mizrethia and escape the booby trapped pyramid was to

once there was a cat

The Minotaur flossed a victim's entrails from his teeth and put on a tie. "I got my wallet, my keys... Hey, my keys are gone!" He'd dropped them in the maze, again. His date waited

One sunny day, a girl wearing flower printed garden skirt was running to the darkest forest in Seattle. She seemed around 40 but has a incredibly shiny skin and hair.

He decided not to answer his phone. "Fuck it." He was going to let the goddamn chips fall where they may. Why should he care, he was going to die anyway. Hell, they were all goin

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The Alien hovered to the front of the A.A. meeting and took his chip. 1 year off of the sauce. He'd crashlanded on earth, in Southwest town and now he was sober

This is your brain on foldingstory.

story 2

It was the future: the year 2016 and gay marriage was legalized. Everyone became a homosexual and Christianity was now illegal. The economy collapse and Satan sodomized Jesus.

Halfway down the aisle I remembered. "Say, could you tell me where the lime juice is?" The guy stocking shelves said, "On one ..." It lingered in my mind like an unstarted melody

Indian merchant trader Myhat Mycoat travelled to North America to meet Native American Chief Big Schlong. Myhat Mycoat brought an assorted range of condoms to trade from New Delhi

As I listened to the pop song for the hundred and twenty-second time, the lyrics finally began to make sense to me. I understood its message at last. The end is near! An apocalypse

"The city is full of trash, Mrs. Fletcher and I am the broom." John sneered at that busy-body from Cabot Cove.

Sir Chivalry got fired from the National Global Local Gazebo Corporation.

At the tender age of one hour, Squidling #17 was arrested and sent to prison for forty-three minutes for petty larceny. He came out a hardened squid.